Tim Smith Poet Rhyme

A Delusional Christmas

Sixpence none the richer Christmas day
unwrapping that pretty silver bow
hoping for the proverbial pot of gold
amongst treasures Santa left in tow

Street corner kettles all dressed in red
full of empty promises and seasonal semblance
of somehow now caring for that colurless fellow
bells relentlessly taking toll inside my head 

Gifts of wine and cheer soon to disappear
at the first fall of winter's fresh flakes
slip sliding downhill on an icy terrain
blaming all your faults on others mistakes

Curling up with the cat eyeing tinsel on the street
preferring a cup of eggnog over other's company
waiting for the last light bulb to bust
and the return of normalcy, hatred, and mistrust

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Darlene De Beaulieu December 14, 2016 at 6:51 PM Hello Tim,I agree with KIM it is a sad Christmas lots of people do experience a lonely Christmas.egg nog is good.In a way I am also celebrating Christmas alone without my husband. It will be hard on me. No Christmas spirit, this year.I always enjoy reading your poetry.

Jean Murray December 12, 2016 at 4:25 PM I always spend Xmas dinner alone Tim if not at work. It's a long standing tradition the children have of having Xmas dinner with granny, that I did not want to break. It can be sad, but also strangely peaceful, preferring eggnog to false gaiety.

Darren White December 12, 2016 at 11:49 AM For me this will be the first time I will celebrate Christmas. It's strange and I have no idea what it will be like. But I'm looking forward to it. Beautiful poem, Tim.

Kim Rodrigues December 12, 2016 at 11:27 AM Such a sad Christmas and certainly one that many people experience. Yet, a cup of nog and a warm kitty is not a bad thing. Great write, dear Tim!

Arthur Vaso December 11, 2016 at 8:46 PM After a few more "eggnog's" came back for a second read!!!

Judy Ball December 11, 2016 at 2:49 PM For many I imagine it's like that. Christmas also brings the chance to mend fences as well. Nicely done. God Bless and Merry Christmas. JB

Demetrios Trifiatis December 11, 2016 at 12:59 PM Christmas may bring the greatest of joys and the most unbearable sadness my friend, Tim! A fine poem where many sentiments parade! Merry Christmas my friend!

Lim'Rik Flats December 11, 2016 at 8:58 AM Not to mention the competitive shopping season leading up to the big day;-) I like how you "austere-ized" the event. We like to believe we're shooting for the stars even though we live in the bozone. Silly beans we are! Ah well, cheers n' choc'lit ~ j

Connie Marcum Wong December 11, 2016 at 3:24 AM Christmas can be very sad for some who are dealing with loss or loneliness, poverty etc. It kind of makes the joy of Christmas shoppers make a person feel even worse. Your poem reflects that very well Tim. Songs like "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" I can imagine someone crying to that song. ; )

Ravi Sathasivam December 11, 2016 at 2:12 AM Sad write but well penned. Thanks for sharing it

Eve Roper December 10, 2016 at 9:35 PM I would love to see that pot of gold under my tree where do you shop :) love your verse Tim,,, add a little 'Hot Damn' Cinnamon Schnapps with that eggnog mmmmm.... Merry Christmas Hugs Eve

Seren Roberts December 10, 2016 at 8:19 PM i like eggnog and i know the feeling at every stage ....Seren

Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 6:39 PM Tim, yeah, there is that aspect of the season. Somebody once said, "Hell is other people."

Joseph May December 10, 2016 at 6:26 PM You put the Grinch in this one Tim...Nice write..

Casarah Nance December 10, 2016 at 4:52 PM oooh... I love it in a strange way... well done!

Arthur Vaso December 10, 2016 at 3:44 PM Wow, now that sure cheered me up! LOL Loved the poem though! Arthur Vaso December 10, 2016 at 3:56 PM I got some! Tim Smith December 10, 2016 at 3:55 PM lol...now I need more eggnog...I better hurry the snow is falling

Alexis Y. December 10, 2016 at 2:40 PM Hi Tim, What a well written piece. Although I enjoy the Christmas time of the year. The Christmas spirit should be carried on throughout the year and not just on Christmas day. Thanks for sharing this piece it reminds the reader to strive to have the "Christmas" spirit every day. May you and your family have a Merry Christmas.A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis Tim Smith December 10, 2016 at 2:54 PM I so believe so too...a positive thing is happening in my neighborhood. We put up a giving tree in the town square where you can do good for unfortunate families.

Daniel Turner December 10, 2016 at 2:18 PM It is so sad. We save our love for one day a year. Some even has a price. i relate well with your poem, Tim. Wishing you and yours a safe and happy holidays. May it be filled with love and happiness:) Tim Smith December 10, 2016 at 2:24 PM I see it all...a 94 yr old lady near me got mugged of her purse 2 days ago and she suffered broken ribs and bruised face...it is so sad